Mismatched_Dreams
Reichiiru
Mismatched_Dreams
Reichiiru
Mismatched_Dreams
"Did she get away?" She asked in a tired voice.
He sighed, "Unforutnately."
"Then I did my job." She said and fell back onto the bed, breathing slowly. She ignored him now as she tried to get herself together.
"Job?" he pressed lightly.
"It was a side job to protect her..." She murmured sleepily at him. She had desided her best plan was to act weaker then she was, and then attack when the moment was right.
"She seems strong, why would see need protecting?" he was relaxing but not dropping his guard.